Evil Knievel Takes a Tumble

Aiden is a daredevil.  He loves speed, he loves risk, he loves scaring the breath out of me.  He falls a lot, but it doesn't deter him.  Two months ago we took our first trip to the ER- three stitches right in the middle of his forehead from running into a slide on the playground.  When I asked him why he didn't stop he explained that they were playing tag with their hoods over their faces to make it more difficult.  Because blind tag is awesome!  It didn't faze him- on the way back to school he said he was looking forward to the attention he was going to get from the girls!

Ah, third-grade romance!

So, when Jared's work had their annual ski trip we thought he would love it.  Ady loves to ski and Aiden's natural athleticism and desire for crazy made us think that he would, too.  But, he was nervous about it and even asked me if it was dangerous.  I told him it was no more dangerous than the school playground!  And as they walked out the door the last thing I said was...... don't break any legs!

Karma.  You know what it is. 

I thought Jared was just giving me a hard time when he called and said that Aiden had broken his leg.  I laughed.  He said it again in his 'I Am Not Having Fun' voice.  I met them at the ER.

A spiral fracture of the right tibia, a full leg cast and crutches, pain killers that made him throw up the first night, and lots of patience for both of us. 

The first thing he said to Jared as he lay in the snow was "these ski's are trash"!  I wonder if Evil Knievel  thought that about his bike as he rode it straight down into the river.  At least Aiden is still around to let us know that his skiing days are over- he'll take his chances on the playground!